• SnarkoPolo@lemmy.world
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    15 hours ago

    After my stepdad died, I helped the hazmat crew clean out the house I grew up in, due to his extreme hoarding. Once the house was empty, I took a look around, just to see if I felt anything. All I felt was the loss of my family history, to the rats.